"Is this the first time you have seen this passage opened?" he asked.
"It is, my lord; this or any other of its kind. It is a violation of the Abbot's vows to use the secret ways in presence of another."
"Do you think he never violated them before?"
The monk shook his head. "Save possibly for certain damsels, I think not; he never before had such occasion. Yet I will inquire… Brothers!" he cried, "if there be any among you who knows the trick of this hidden door or whither it leads, I enjoin him, in the name of the blessed Benedict and as the ranking officer in this Chapter, that has not yet been dissolved, to reveal the same."
The monks whispered among themselves. Then one stood forth.
"There is none among us who knows the secret, most reverend Prior," he answered.
"You hear, sir?" said Father James.
De Lacy nodded. "Yet I must trouble you to answer me a little further. Do you know this glove and kerchief? I found them in the room next to the Abbot's."
The Prior took them and after a glance held them inquiringly toward the Chancellor and Father Albert; but each disclaimed all knowledge.
"I fear me, sir, we cannot help you… Women are not unknown in the Abbot's quarters; yet none of us has ever seen them close enough to know them. It is thought he uses for them one of the secret passages which opens somewhere beyond the Abbey walls. Leastwise, you may be assured no one has ever ventured to refer thereto in the holy Aldam's hearing. So, my lord, these articles might belong to any of a dozen demoiselles—with religious inclinations," and he chuckled… "Yet—here is a cognizance upon the kerchief which may tell much to one acquainted with escutcheons. It is three chevrons gules, I take it."